[ It takes a minute. A minute to get over the painful sting of hearing the confusion in his voice again, knowing that he's forgotten everything once more. Knowing that the thing holding her right now isn't Lance as she knew him anymore.

But it was. For just a few brief seconds, she'd heard him. She'd seen Lance, finally, reflected in those strange eyes. She'd heard all about it from the others: listened to Nine talk about Talcott, the real Talcott, reaching out, heard about the things Ren and the others had seen in that strange other-camp...

But Floe still hadn't really believed it. Whether in doubt or denial, she just couldn't bring herself to believe that it was true. She's always been that way, hasn't she? Her entire purpose in life is to uphold the beliefs of others. But whenever things get tough, she just never believes it until she sees it with her own eyes. But now...

Now she had. ]

...no, that's not it. You didn't...say anything wrong at all. I just...really felt like hugging you all of a sudden.